She’s on my mind again. I don’t know how she gets in there or why she seems to lurk in my thoughts, but every now and then she turns up at my doorstep and won’t go away until I give in to her. It’s funny, some days I can masturbate and it’s a small thing,...
The Bottle Section Note to the Readers: This was my very first attempt at an erotic story and I have yet to submit it online anywhere. Please be kind with your criticism, though any criticism is accepted. Thank you for taking the time to read. Enjoy. He...
“You mean me?”I glance at the girls around me at the bar, but he is looking straight at me. He nods his head and beckons me over. When I reach him, he heads outside, walking ahead of me. He reaches behind him, so I take his hand; he grips my hand tightly....
